The Ragtag Brigade

Young girls tied you up
Dragged you by your sleeves
Through a city of mud
Hog-tied to a post
Enthroned by disillusion
There’s nothing to muster up
So settle debts in front of the one
And see it clear
On all sides uniformed traitors
Ragtag brigades, unknowing fratricides
Dangling feet
A breath through a hood mask
Bubbling, the blood
Embrace the con of each other’s sins
Troubadours, sit by the property line
Lifting torches, placards
Drafting up a resignation
Artillery, useless when knives open sides
By the embankment the smell of charges all being set
Everyone, cursed
When they cut the body down
When they cut your body down
All of them cursed